She came, and traffic went

“Bombblast today,” I said to the Delhi taxi driver as we sat in traffic. His placard read Sain, Kanwar.

“Yes. Bombblast. High Court. Today.” This morning, a bomb outside of India’s High Court building killed eleven people, according to the last news report that I saw before boarding a plane in Mumbai. I didn’t know if there had been more attacks–I hadn’t seen any TVs on my way out of the Delhi airport, and my mobile wasn’t working.

“One attack? Or many?”

“One only, sir.”

I had spent the plane from Bombay reading articles and reflections on 9/11. “In four days, Kanwar, is September eleven. Ten years my country attacked.”